Tuesday, August 23, 2011
I thought about eating, but decided against it. My hunger had lost its validity. Temporarily, of course. You know how it is. Something you’ve seen or experienced touches you deeply and moves you to a nobler plane, but then later on you get really hungry and your concern for humanity loses focus. You care, God knows you do, but the thought of biting into a pickle plows like a hippopotamus into the clear pool of your compassion. The next thing you know, you’re warming up some three-day-old enchiladas.
[From Chapter 1, A Listening Thing]
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